Sapphic September 2019 - Harry Potter Femslash Oneshot Collection

Day 1 - Bartering for a Kiss - Ginsy

Prompt: "I want you to kiss me."

Pairing: Ginny Weasley x Pansy Parkinson

Rating: Teen

Word Count: 1,489

Summary: Pansy has something to tell Ginny, but she wants something in return.

Tags: EWE, Eighth Year, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, First Kiss, Bickering

Bartering for a Kiss

Someone jostled Ginny's shoulder. She turned, ready to tell them to shove off, only to find Pansy standing beside her. Her cheeks were pink and she appeared out of breath.

"Oh, it's you," Ginny said, deflating somewhat. It would have been nice to take out her frustration by snapping at someone.

Pansy scowled at her, but Ginny wasn't in the least bothered. After months of being thrown together in their shared classes, mainly because no one was allowed to pair with their own house, and no one ever wanted to pair with Pansy, she'd grown quite fond of her.

Fond enough that everyone else had noticed and given her hell for it. She still owed Parvati a prank or two for the joke she'd made in the common room just the night before. Telling her to sod off to her special eighth-year common room had been a weak response at the time. She needed to do better.

Maybe it was her own fault. Maybe if she hadn't abruptly stopped dating every boy to take her passing fancy, her time with Pansy wouldn't have been so noticed.

No one commented much on Neville and Theo's closeness after all, even though she knew for a fact they were fooling around.

"That's a fine way to greet someone," Pansy huffed, drawing herself to her full height, which was still several inches shorter than Ginny. "Care to try again?"

Ginny rolled her eyes and bumped their shoulders together.

"Oh! Pansy, how delightful to see you," she said, in a mockingly high tone of voice. "It's been forever since I saw you last, how ever did I survive?"

Pansy's glare deepened as she folded her arms across her chest.

Ginny bit back a laugh. It was strange to think she'd once thought Pansy was intimidating, but she had been shorter then. Now she'd grown taller and Pansy had stayed the same, and Ginny had long since learned she was all bark and no real bite. Well, not a sharp bite at least.

"Okay, what?" Ginny asked, looking back out across the grounds. It was the first fine day in a while, and she still couldn't decide if she wanted to risk flying out of bounds or not. Gryffindor and Ravenclaw were neck and neck for the house cup, and she didn't relish getting caught and losing points. She could throttle the Hufflepuff captain for managing to schedule the pitch on the one fine day of the month.

"Forget it, wasn't important," Pansy said with a huff.

"Oh? You ran here to tell me, but it wasn't important?" Ginny asked, admiring her profile while she wasn't looking.

"Me? Run? Maybe you should go inside out of the sun, you're delirious," Pansy scoffed. "There's nothing to tell."

Thoroughly distracted from thoughts of flying and risking house points, Ginny stepped in front of her and stared her down.

"Alright, what do you want for it? You know I can't stand when someone says they have something to tell me and then decides not to."

Pansy stared up at her, looking momentarily startled before she recovered.